Actions

My love is a gun

Your actions are the bullets

And the way you maneuver allows me to know where to put it

Hypocritical

Your so typical

Pointing and aiming

Finger on the trigger

Why do you try to hinder

Me

All I yearn to do is get to the point of love

But your actions made me pull the trigger

Bang Bang

Man down

Seemingly it would be you, who my bullets peirced through

But,

Your actions which are your bullets peirce me

Your bullets peirced my heart and soul

Now I'm out of control

Ear to Earth

Soul gliding the whispers of the midnight sky

Tear flowing from thine eyes like torturous tsunamis

Yearning for that one to peirce me

With bullets through my heart

That will break down my feirce wal

And capture my falling body

Before my heart becomes dead

To everybody